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TIFU by asking my GF if she still had the leash in her bedroom
I am staying the night with my GF tonight and she sleeps with the door open because she has young kids. I bring my dog with me when I stay and she sleeps on the floor by the bed, however she's a woly puppy and will run out the open door and go wake her kids up in the middle of the night. I came up with the idea to leash my dog to the leg of the bed so she can't go far and cause trouble.
So here's were the FU comes in: We are starting to get things ready for bed and my GF and her grandma are in the kitchen. I walk in and ask, "Hey babe, is the leash still in your bedroom?" Her grandma turns around with the biggest look of suprise on her face. I was so embarrassed that I didn't even bother trying to explain and quickly walked away while my GF lost if laughing.
TL;DR I asked my GF if she still had the dog's leash in her bedroom. Her grandma was there and took it out of context.
https://redd.it/km28qt
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TIFU by getting a lifetime ban from Walmart.
My friend and I are both in high school, and we’ve been hanging out a lot over winter break. Today we were especially bored, and I suggested going to Walmart to look around. After a little while, we got bored of that too.
Then, a (not-so bright) idea hit me. In the back of my car, I have 2 neon yellow vests from doing side jobs in construction. They seemed to match the style of vest that the employees in the parking lot were wearing, so naturally we donned the vests and posed as employees.
At first we went unnoticed, and mostly just walked around the store. At one point, an older woman employee asked us if we would help her move some TVs on a cart for her. We agreed, and moved the TVs from the return section to the stocking shelves in the employee-only area in the back. As we walked in, the store’s manager (I think) helped us stock the TVs, at which point he noticed he had never seen either of us. Thinking quickly, we introduced ourselves as new employees and shook his hand. He was suspicious, but didn’t think much of it.
About ten minutes later, we entered the stocking area once again. This time, a younger woman immediately recognized that she we don’t work for Walmart. She told us we need to leave immediately, and walked us straight to the exit. As I was leaving the store, a security employee ran up behind me and said something along the lines of:
“You think you’re funny? We got your pictures right here. Next time you come back to this store, I’ll have you arrested.”
From there, I just got in my car and drove home. In a funny twist of events, my mom told me that I have an eye doctor’s appointment at the Walmart Vision Center next week. I plan on faking illness to get out of it, so that she never finds out.
TLDR : Friend and I put on yellow vests and posed as Walmart employees. We did free labor before receiving a lifetime ban from the store. I have an eye doctor’s appointment at this Walmart next week, and my mom doesn’t know about this.
https://redd.it/km11ah
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TIFU by not wearing underwear
I'm still embarrassed at how this happened but my SO is still laughing about it so I thought it was worth putting here.
My SO and I are pretty vanilla, but we like to do some risky sexual activities sometimes (this is important context for later).
When we go out, she usually decides not to wear any underwear as a tease, so I decided that it was my turn to try the same. She got me some grey sweatpants for Christmas that she admitted to buying for her own benefit so it. is. on.
I decide to not tell her because I thought it would be fun to whisper it to her while we're eating to see her reaction. This. is. where. things. get. FUNKY.
We're in the middle of a TGI Fridays. It's not packed but there are a few people in the booths in front of me. We sit across from each other, so there's no one that's on the other side that could see her.... or so we thought. We ate our food (absolutely delicious because I got grilled chicken with fried shrimp and my hunger was satiated exquisitely). We order dessert which was this really big brownie with vanilla ice cream on top of it. It was also very, very delicious. I sit next to her now because we always share our dessert when we go out. It was at this point I decided to tell her that I didn't have any underwear on. So, she decided to slide her hand down in my pants to check and was shocked to see that I wasn't joking. She then takes a big spoon of the vanilla ice cream, whips out my dick, and sucks on it twice just to get me hard and it was so COLD but also felt really nice. And then, we noticed the waitress who was walking over... and saw the whole thing happen.
Now you would think that this is the fuck up. Oh no. Things only started to get bad here. Now I'm really not bragging, but I am slightly well endowed. My mini me has a little bend so that when I wear pants, it presses against the side of my leg. The waitress decided to not call the cops or anything but we were kicked out. We get up and start walking to the car. There's a white-ish stain that seeped through the ice cream she left on my dick. We have to walk back to the car, and she's laughing all the way there. I walked past so many people felt embarrassed but also got a few looks to which my SO gives them the death stare saying "back off" and then proceeded to start laughing about it on our way home.
But wait, there's more! We get home, thinking we'll be home alone and this will at least be a funny way to lead into the rest of our afternoon, BUT NO. My mother is home and wanted to surprise me. Well, as you can imagine the look on my face when she surprised me with her presence because I got to surprise her with this milky stain all over my pants. She seemed mortified but then my SO covered and said she spilt ice cream on me by accident so we had to come home to change. My mother bought it. I went to get new pants and got a text from my SO saying to hurry up and not wear any underwear again.
Was I embarrassed? Very much so. Was this a fuck up? Ohhhh yea. Hotel? Trivago.
TL;DR Chose not to wear underwear while going on a date with my SO in an attempt to be sexy. Ended up with a short ice cream blow job and a walking in front a bunch of people with a milky stain on my pants after getting kicked out of a TGI Fridays.
https://redd.it/klziuw
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TIFU by trying to be happy
A bit of backstory, I have a roommate who owns a large quantity of collectibles. Additionally, I’ve been having some problems in my personal life relating to mental health.
Today I got up and at 4:00 am and decided that I’d start cooking my lunches in the mornings before work as a way to help with mental wellness. I got everything ready and put on a backpack to hold my food and went out in stride. Evidently that was a bad idea because it was dark and I wasn’t watching where I was going and I accidentally knocked over my roommate’s Alien Queen figure and it broke.
I had to get to work so I picked up all the pieces, left them on the coffee table, and sent him a text explaining what happened. He’s usually a calm guy, but he got understandably irate. I apologized, but he said that sorry won’t fix or replace it. He sent me a link to the Amazon page for it and it was worth $350. So I lost almost an entire week’s worth of pay for not being careful.
TL;DR I wasn’t being mindful of my surroundings and owed my roommate $350 as a result.
https://redd.it/klwxjx
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wet. Not like sweaty wet but something different. I go to the bathroom and WTF, it's blood. I sheepishly walk out of the bathroom and say "*Date*, I have a problem". As calmly as she could, she asked me a bunch of questions and then said "I'm going to have to take a look at your anus." Never had that asked of me but ok. She takes a look and irrigates the area. Then she asked "Have you had any trauma back here?" "Like what kind of trauma." "Oh never mind, looks like you've had some type of surgery."
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That's when everything hit me at once.
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The stain on the sheets was blood from rough sex
The questions from the nurse was because they chatted with each other (HIPPA out the window)
Met a cool woman that I'm still friends with today.
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TL;DR The love of my life at the time dumped me because she thought I was gay.
https://redd.it/klsjeb
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documenting this event.
I return to my office completely humbled, reinvigorated in my choice to commit to healthy eating, and thankful that no one saw me naked. I’m currently contemplating a proper offering to the Gods of Hospital Medicine.
TLDR: After committing to a healthy eating regimen to lose weight, a doctor loses his pants.
edit: formatting
https://redd.it/klt5ph
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TIFU by leaving my bra at my boyfriend’s place
This did not happen today but I die a little inside everytime I think about it.
I met my (then) boyfriend during school. We each had our own apartment but spent all of our time together. We were basically living together but kept the appearances of having separate places because we both have very traditional parents (like the no sex before marriage, all s/os are introduced as “friends from school” type of traditional).
For the next 2-3 years we kept up the ruse and would migrate our stuff back to our own place whenever our parents would visit. It all worked out fine. Fast forward to graduation, both our families came to the graduation. At this point, I’ve not met his parents but they had extended an invite to my family and me to have a meal after the graduation ceremony. It all went fairly well.
After graduation, his parents decided to help him move back home while he looked for a new place. So before they came, I looked around the apartment and cleared out my stuff.... or so I thought.
The bf and his dad were moving the bed together and when they finally slid it away from the wall, the bra fell onto the floor. It was lodged in the crevice between the bed and the wall. My bf said everything started going into slow motion and he knew it was too late to try to recover. His dad picked up the bra and threw it at him. Awkwardness ensued and they finished the rest of the move in silence.
Anyway, his dad must have told his mom because he got a call later that day and was given a stern talking to about being at school for “studying purposes” and not to “make any mistake” he would regret.
We are married now but I am pretty sure they knew the bra was mine and probably thought I’m a sex fiend who stole their boy’s innocence. I’m just glad they never mentioned that incident at a family dinner with my parents. That would be a different kind of hell.
TL;DR left my bra at my bf’s, his very traditional parents found it, gave him a talk and probably judged/s me silently.
https://redd.it/kllgtn
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TIFU by masturbating too hard and going to prom peeing blood
Granted this happened a couple year back when I was still in high school, but I just remembered it and thought it was kind of funny.
So I woke up and was horny, so like normal people I started to rub one out. Being weird I like the feeling of pressure on my lower stomach when I’m rubbing one out or doing the deed, so here I am pushing on my lower stomach. Now this session took a while but when I went to pee afterwords it was a literally syrup of blood, like super thick. I showed my mom that I was peeing blood and we headed over to the er. The doctors asked me if there was any trauma that could’ve happened to my stomach, and I wasn’t gonna be the person to tell the doctor about my weird fetish of liking to push on my stomach so I tell them that I pole vaulted the day earlier and landed on my pole wrong. This led them to think I ruptured my bladder and they put a catheter in me (worst experience ever) and proceeded to do a bunch of tests.
Literally they just said that I bruised my bladder and it’ll heal eventually, but I would be peeing blood for a day or two. Of course this happened on prom night so I ended up going to prom, but I had to pee like every 15 minutes and every time I went it was like peeing out corn syrup but blood. Needless to say it was an unforgettable prom experience.
TLDR: I bruised my bladder while masturbating and I went to prom peeing blood.
https://redd.it/klqhb0
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TIFU by accidentally deleting 500+ Gb worth of memories with my GF
It is currently 4:52 am as I'm writing this and this just happened. I haven't slept for like 2days now and I decided to casually sort and clean stuff on my computer. As I'm selecting all of junk and unnecessary files I did not notice I also selected a folder where my GF saves all of our photos and videos since we first dated (she keeps this so that she can make like presentation and so that we can look back). Then just hit delete on my keyboard while also pressing shift key. It is too late when I realized my FU, now all the memories she kept are gone. I don't know how will I tell her what happened. I don't even know why my first response after realising what I just did is to go straight to this reddit that I don't even read. Maybe to much r/slash.
TLDR TIFU by trying to clean my computer by removing unnecessary files when I'm sleepy to accidentally deleting important folder
https://redd.it/klbofl
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TIFU by translating word to word from one language to another
Obligatory not happened today but few years ago. My mother tongue is Telugu (A South Indian language). My second language is English and Hindi my third(not as fluent).
In college, I gave audition for a play. It was a simple audition where you have to speak in Hindi in front of 100 other students until the judges say to stop.
It was my turn and it was going okay. I said about myself, about my city, etc. I was running out of things to say. The judges didn't say stop. So my brilliant mind came up with this idea to talk about my roommate who was also at the audition in the audience. So I pointed at him and started saying things about him. This is where I fucked up.
Telugu and English doesn't have the concept of gender, but Hindi does. In English, everything other than a male or female person has a neutral gender. The pronoun will be 'it'. In Telugu , everything other than a male person has a female gender. The pronoun will be 'she'. In Hindi, everything has a gender and is assigned arbitrarily. A bus is female but a car is male.
Naturally I didn't have the concept of gender in languages, since the languages I am fluent don't have it. So word to word translation from Telugu to English and vice versa works well but not to Hindi.
English: The dog(it) is running.
Telugu: The dog(she) is running(female).
Hindi: The dog(he) is running(female).
So, I pointed at my roommate who is a guy and used the female gender markers because that is the default in my mother tongue.
"My ( female ) roommate is a great guy. She is from Rajasthan." As soon as I started speaking, everyone started laughing including the judges. I didn't understand why everyone was laughing but that did not stop me from speaking. The judges were having fun. They let me speak for 5 more minutes.
This is how I learnt that there exists a concept of gender in languages.
TLDR: I fucked by getting confused with gender markers in front of everyone
https://redd.it/klm6ft
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TIFU by watching a guy give a girl oral sex on the same couch as my boyfriend's conservative parents
This happened a few months back but it is still painful to think about.
Our power was out for a few days so we were staying at my boyfriend's parents house to stay cool since it was summer. We had plans to go out, but our plans got cancelled and we ended up staying in, watching a movie with my boyfriend's parents. I had heard great things about this movie and I basically raved to his parents about how great it was & that they were going to love it.
Everything was going great until about 30 minutes in when one of the most intense oral sex scenes I've ever seen in a movie pops on the screen. Naturally my boyfriend had gotten up to use the bathroom at, idk, the exact perfect moment to leave me stranded on the same couch as his horrified parents for an extended period of time. Literally no one said a word, no one got the remote to change it, no one knew what to say or do, we all just sat there... and died a little inside.
Haven't watched another movie with them since lmao.
TLDR; watched a girl get heavily tongue fucked for about 2 minutes on the same couch as my boyfriend's extremely conservative parents while my boyfriend got up to use the bathroom
https://redd.it/klkpwn
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TIFU by driving to work in a hearse at 8:30 PM
TL;DR: I lack common sense and drove to work only to find no one there.
So, I recently started a new job in November and am still learning the ropes here. I work as an intern for a funeral home group that has multiple homes all over the state. I’m responsible for two of the locations closest to me and also cover 3 locations within an hour radius of my main location.
Just to give you a little background: my job requires to me to be ready to go by being on call at night for pick-ups and working basically 6-7 days a week. I’m supposed to have 2 days off a week since I’m an intern but that hasn’t happened since we lost our licensed funeral director at my main location and I have been covering. I also have started an online class so I can get my education in order to become a licensed funeral director. The class is bio which is fucking hard after being out of school for a while.
So it’s 7pm and I’m chilling. I just got out of my bra and was ready to conquer the night and take my biology test. I get a text notification and look down to see a text from my boss saying “take the hearse to (northern location an hour away) and be there for 8:30 funeral” immediately my brain remembers him telling me he might need to come up for a funeral today so I don’t even think and put my bra back on (it was still sweaty and awful) and book it out the door to get there in time. My boyfriend even panic helped me by making me coffee to go and packing my dinner in the fridge.
I make it to my main location in record time to grab my hearse and also a bag of Chex mix that I had stashed in case of emergency to munch on. I even had time to get gas! A feat!
I had to take the hearse on the turnpike which I had never done before and scared me because that bitch is looooong. Although most of the ride I was impressed by all the fancy features that it had such as automatic high beams (woah) and pressure sensitive blinkers to indicate a lane change of a full turn (annoying).
So I finally pull up to the northern location at 8:30 pm (chefs kiss) to find it completely dark and an empty parking lot. No one was there. He meant 8:30 AM not PM (face palm)
Never did I stop to think- did he mean tomorrow? For some reason a 8:30 PM funeral made total sense to me. I thought, hey maybe it’s a 6-9pm viewing and a late mass idk”
I quickly text my boyfriend to tell him of my immaculate dumb bitch fuck up and I realize I clocked in. We clock in on our phones so I hastily clocked out but now I have to tell my boss to take that shift off because of what I did.
I essentially just took our hearse for a 2 hour joy ride and tried to get paid for it. I’m also going to lose my common sense status around these here parts. Which doesn’t sound like a big deal but every time my boss introduces me to someone new in the company he goes “This is OP, she has common sense!” Because apparently a lot of the interns are lacking that. However, now I just think their burnt out between this and going to school bc I’m struggling with one online course. Anyways, that’s my debacle.
https://redd.it/klhyfp
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TIFU by installing a bidet in my mothers bathroom.
So I actually installed the bidet about two years ago, but it only came back to bite me in the ass (proverbially) today.
A few years back my BF and I purchased one of those bidet attachments off of Amazon, and were delighted. So much in fact, that I bought one for my mom, and installed it for her when we visited. While she scoffed at the time, she admits it came quite in handy when covid hit and toilet paper was scarce.
A side note, these things are powerful. A fun thing to do when giving a tour of my place is to position the guest across from my toilet with a towel held up and crank that shit. 10/10 with the shock and awe, I feel like Tony Stark showing off the Jericho missiles.
ALSO: the versions we have are not the deluxe versions with warm water. It is a brisk and refreshing way to wake up in the morning if you’re expecting it, but a brutal and icy violation in ones most vulnerable spot for the uninitiated....
Which brings us back to the incident. While I live a little over 1200 miles away, Mom lives in the same town as my little sister, and in fact moved there to take up grandmotherly duties for my sister’s two wee ones.
Like today, the neiflings were over at Nana’s house for Christmas cookie baking and such, when my niece needed to use the facilities. Niece is a little over two, and in the potty training stage....sis didn’t have the child’s seat, so she instructed kiddo to balance carefully and left her to her business...
I think you can guess what happened next
My sis and mom said they heard a shriek of utter terror and distress, and ran back to the bathroom to see what had happened. There’s niece, huddled inconsolable and howling in the farthest possible corner from the toilet with the bidet at full blast.
TL;DR, maybe she was curious about the buttons, maybe she just lost her balance, but because I installed a bidet in my mothers bathroom, I may have traumatized my toddler niece for life, and possibly set her potty training progress back by a few decades...
https://redd.it/klgm04
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TIFU Throwing away my friends ashes from their grandmother on Christmas
It took me a lotttt of courage to want to post this.
A LOT
So, I went over to my friends house on Christmas Eve because we’ve had this tradition for ten years to go back and fourth celebrating Christmas at each others houses. Apparently he let his nephew rent a room out and he kicked him out two days ago because he kept messing up the house completely, and was very irresponsible overall.
I agreed to help clean the place up before his family and a few of our friends came over tomorrow. I mainly swept,vacuumed, and dusted ( and threw out some empty alchohol bottles + taking out some garbage )
The house looked nice, smelled clean, and we were both proud of ourselves for cleaning so damn good.
We ended up going to sleep not long after and woke up the next day around 6 AM to get prepared for everything.
While I was searching for some eggnog to set out for everyone to drink, I came across an empty bottle of vodka hidden behind some bottles in the fridge that seemed to be filled with something that looked like cigarette ash.
I obviously threw it away because in my mind, why would I keep an empty bottle of vodka filled with the remains of a cigarette?
Hours went by and people started arriving. We sat down, had a nice dinner, spoke about our favorite time about the holidays etc. My friend got up and went to his room telling us to wait there for a second and that he’d be right back.
Some of us were wondering what he was getting. Most of us thinking it was some secret Santa event or a gift and so on. We pretty much just continued our conversation until we heard him freaking out in another room. First, most of us looked around pretty shocked. I decided to get up and go check things out, telling everyone else at the dinner table to give me a minute.
I entered the room and I saw most of his objects on the ground and his bed sheets ripped off. I was really shocked and asked him what was wrong, he then replied telling me that his grandmothers ashes were gone.
He used to keep them in a vase but he recently put them in a necklace that he found out was owned by his grandma before she passed on. I started lookin around with him until I remembered the vodka bottle.
That was just cigarette ash, right? No way that’d be anything but that? Why would they be in there?
He told me he thought his nephew had stole it until I looked under his bed and found the necklace, empty of any ash.
I immediately started freaking out and told him what I threw away earlier and he ran out the room and into the kitchen, digging into the garbage cans and not caring what anyone at the table who were there thought. I came out as well and awkwardly started digging through the cans too. I could sense everyone was uncomfortable by the energy going through the house.
Luckily, he got the bottle.
Unluckily, the ashes had fallen out of it when it was thrown away.
In the end I went home because I felt terrible and I could tell my friend was very hurt inside.
I’m pretty sure his drunk nephew put the ashes in the bottle.
I messaged him yesterday and he has yet to respond so I feel like he hates me now.
TL;DR: went over on Christmas Eve, helped cleaned up after his irresponsible nephew was kicked out, found a vodka bottle filled with what I thought was cigarette ashes and threw it away. Friend found out ashes were missing, me and him dug through a garbage can in-front of people, I left out of guilt.
https://redd.it/klev1f
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TIFU by stupidly setting my house on fire with cologne
This happened on Christmas no less
So on Christmas morning, we had the typical unwrapping of gifts and such. I got a candle and a couple of bottles of cologne. After getting them and opening up to test out the scents in my room, thats when stuff got really bad with poor decisions.
After setting my lit candle next to my window with curtains, I opened my bottle of cologne and sniffed the stuff. Put it on and thought it smelt great. My dumb but decided to use it as an air freshener. Like a high schooler using too much axe body spray, I used it liberaly all of my room. Then I wondered what would happen if I sprayed my candle with this. I guess this would be a good time to enter the year for the Darwin awards.
I found out that cologne and perfumes are flammable. It caught flame mid air and lit the curtains on fire. Good thing I was able to put it out with little to no damage and having no one to find out.
TL:DR cologne + lit candle = bad
https://redd.it/klbp5w
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TIFU by 'blowing up' the theatre during a production.
This happened quite a few years ago, but after the year we've all had I thought you might appreciate a funny story.
I was a second year drama student at Birmingham Uni and had to take my sound and lighting assessment which wasn't my strong point. I was assigned to work on the major production of the year which was Ibsen's Peer Gynt directed by a member of staff rather than the students, so it was quite a big deal. It involved a load of sound and lighting effects including a live string quartet, Grieg's musical score and lots of sound effects on a reel-to-reel tape recorder.
My job was to operate the tape recorder up in the sound box at the back of the auditorium and I had a copy of the script with all the sound queues marked on it. All I had to do was queue up each effect, press start/stop and use the faders on the desk if necessary, while my friend did everything else because she knew what she was doing. It was quite complex but everything went smoothly in rehearsals...until press night.
Press night was a big deal. There was an invited audience of journalists, lecturers and other university big wigs plus all the director's friends and family. The pressure was on and we were all feeling it. Everyone backstage had headsets on so we could communicate. The first half went well - until the last scene before the interval. In this scene Peer Gynt comes home from his travels to find his mother on her death bed. It was a long and emotional death bed scene and in the heat of the moment both actors were really going for it, milking it a bit more than normal with extended sighing and crying. Consequently the music that I was playing in the background started to fade out before the end of the scene. So naturally I compensated by slowly pushing up the faders..to the max. The scene ended and it was brilliant. Peer Gynt's mother is dead, he's crying, we're all crying and sharing a moment of epic theatre. Except that I forgot to press stop on the tape recorder.
The next sound effect was an ocean liner blowing up in the mid Atlantic. It was the loudest explosion you've ever heard! Peer Gynt's mother fell off the bed. Everyone in the auditorium below the sound box jumped out of their seats and all I could hear in my head set was panicked screaming - followed by the director racing up to the sound box taking the stairs three at a time. He was furious.
The only thing that saved me was the fact that everyone, including myself, was in helpless hysterics of laughter by the time he got up to us. I swear he would have killed me otherwise.
The final irony was that I passed my assessment, probably because I gave everyone a night they wouldn't forget. Did I go on to work in the theatre? Er, no, although Peer Gynt did go on to star in Torchwood and Dr Who.
TL;DR I ruined a theatre show by accidentally playing an explosive sound effect at max volume during a death scene and causing all the actors and audience to scream, duck and cover.
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TIFU by giving the wrong card number to an Obamacare scammer
Obligatory not today but rather earlier this month. This is kind of like a bittersweet tale of 2 fuck ups in one that cancel each other out, and I come away unscathed but having learned an important lesson about online security.
So, back before open enrollment started on Nov 1, I started looking for an estimate for Obamacare health insurance plans. I’m a broke full-time college student that lives on my own, and my step-dad lost his job in February (I didn’t know about the special life event enrollment period at that point). I googled “Obamacare insurance quotes”, and I clicked on one of the first sites that came up.
The website was like “hey! Do you want a quick Obamacare quote?” I figured, why not, and plugged in my info. It was mostly stuff like my age, preexisting conditions, and annual taxable income. The site basically told me that if I applied for Obamacare, I’d have insurance plans available for about $60/month, with affordable co-pays and low-ish deductibles. I thought, “okay, cool! I’ll make sure to come back to this during open enrollment.”
I have terrible ADHD & executive dysfunction, and I procrastinated the application until the last day. So, on December 15th, I went to go fill out an application. I was not fully aware that all Obamacare proceedings are handled by marketplace.gov, and I clicked on the site from earlier because the link was still purple. I filled out my information again, and I was told to call a number on the screen. I did, and I was met with a lady named Jasmine who claimed to be from something like a “Health Care Committee”. I asked if she was connected to the ACA, and she told me yes.
Jasmine tells me about a plan that costs about $263/month for somewhat affordable co-pays, and it only has an emergency-room deductible. I start asking some questions, trying to explain my financial situation and how I couldn’t really afford the plan. She tells me she would need $493 that day, or I wouldn’t have health insurance. I politely tell her I didn’t have that much money to spare right now, and I hang up.
Over the next half hour, I start receiving dozens of calls from numbers all across the country. One calls me from the same number as the one I called earlier, and I pick up. It was a young guy, and he told me about a plan that would be $180/month, almost no-copays, and a $1000/deductible. I’d only need to pay $60 that night. I figured that was a way better deal than before, and I agreed to buy the product.
He asks for my card number to pay the enrollment fee to “reserve” my spot. I pull out a card, give him the number, and I keep the card in my hands just in case. He told me another agent would be in touch with some documents I need to sign. I speak with her, sign the documents while on the phone with her, and the call ends.
Now for the “fuck up”: As I put it back in my wallet, I realized I gave him the number to a card that currently has $0 in it (luckily, it didn’t have an overdraft option - the payment just wouldn’t go through). I tried calling them, but I was met with their out of office message. They email me about an hour later about this, and the email was incredibly fishy. It was like I suddenly noticed all of the red flags I missed and alarm bells were ringing in my head. I showed my partner, and they immediately noticed how obvious of a scam it was. I froze the card, applied for a new one, and I have kept that account empty. I even reported the number & website to the FTC.
So tl;dr: almost fell for a scam I should’ve seen a mile away, but I didn’t because I am currently broke as fuck, and I accidentally gave them a card number to an account with $0 in it.
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TIFU by leaving oil heating up on a frying pan for too long it burst on fire
English is not my first language so I apologise for any mistakes.
My mom went to work today and left some oil in a pan with a lid on top for me to heat up later so I can fry some fish for lunch.
Well online class finished early so I head on to the kitchen, turn on the stove, and lower the heat a bit and go back to my room..
Time passes for idk how much long and I go back to the kitchen. I notice there is lot of smoke coming out of the pan and I knew I left it for too long, our stove also has a tendency to raise the heat on its own.. I lift up the pan and booom fire!!
I was scared shocked and I had no idea what to do.. I knew water was a no go from all the videos I watched online of all the failures, I remembered dirt or sand but I had neither, I had no fire extinguisher.. I tried putting it down with a cloth but to no avail.. All I had left was ask for help and no one was home other than my mother's nosy aunt who lives with us, that I was not on speaking terms with... She came, picked up the pan and went outside on the balcony and somehow the fire died down?? Maybe it was the wind or it came in contact with outside air idk..
Well I thanked the aunt and proceeded to clean up the oil mess..
I'm glad I'm okay and there was no casualties but I'm super mad cause I'm sure the nosy aunt is going to tell everyone in the family how I don't even know how to cook and I'm a failure.. and my mom is going to be super disappointed in me and think what a failure of a daughter she has..
TLDR : I left a frying pan full of oil heat up for super long that it burst on fire and I had no idea how to put it down I had to resort to ask for help from a family member I was not in good terms with, and it left me feeling like shit.
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TIFU: Delivery boy
First the regular disclaimer: Not today ;) (I have a feeling nothing here happens today...)
We are good neighbors and we usually take the packages for the folks around us. So a shipment comes in and I put the packages for the next door on the cupboard to be picked up later.
When my wife came home she grabbed all the packages and opens them up. She then storms into my Office and asks me WTF I was thinking ordering THAT and shoves me a huge green high quality dildo into my face. I am slightly confused since I know she hates dildos and on top of that I didn't order one. So she is slightly confused and goes back to the kitchen and noticed that the toy was addressed to the next door neighbor. She looks at the package that's ripped open and goes "ooops" - This is the only package that she opened by mistake, but she does not want to bring it over to the nice 70 year old lady next door. Instead she decides to try to fix the package as good as she could.
Some carefully placed strips of packaging tape later and the package is awaiting the pickup again... I would not call it "good as new" but it was sealed ok. I told her that I am not the one who is going to deliver THAT to the granny next door. But since my wife is lucky, the pickup happens while she was still at work and I had to hand out the box of doom.
I never knew if granny realized what I meant when I handed her the package and wished her fun with it, but she never contacted us and asked why the package was tempered with also. So my wife got away cleanly and I had to be the delivery boy.
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TLDR: Wife rips open package, and now I have a harder time looking granny next door in the face
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TIFU by trying the keto diet.
Prologue: This TIFU has an arch of about 8 years so please allow me a little latitude.
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So about 8 years ago I decided I needed to lose some weight. After evaluating pros/cons of each and consulting my doctor, I went on the ketogenic diet. If you're not familiar with it, it's a high protein, high fat, low carb diet. The science behind it is that it forces your body to use fat as an energy source rather than the sugars in carbohydrates. There are tons of books on it so I'll leave that up to you to research but one of the things my doctor didn't prepare me for was constipation as a side effect. If you don't drink enough water, usually double your normal intake, YOU WILL DEVELOP hardened stool. What I thought were hemorrhoids that was caused by hardened stool was actually a clogged anal duct which developed into an anal abscess.
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So after the first couple of days using heat compress to try to relieve the pressure didn't work, I went to a walk-in hemorrhoid clinic where they told me what happened in graphic detail. He could perform the incision but it would be a 50/50 chance it would turn into a fistula. Under that much pain, I was like "Go for it". After the procedure and about 6 weeks of recovery, I was (almost) back to my old self and never gave it a second thought.
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4 years ago, I matched up with Physician Assistant (PA) on a dating app. Just the chillest, most knowledgeable woman I've ever met. We watched an episode of "Untold Stories of the ER" and would have the diagnosis half way through the program. "Beets, really, who would have figured she ate too many beets from those symptoms.". I was really just enamored by knowledge and decisiveness. She was really different from the other women I've dated. One night we started to get into it in the bed fooling around and I never felt more loved physically, mentally, and emotionally. We took a shower together and she said "I Love You". I said to myself, "I'm done. That's it. I want to dedicate my life to this woman."
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I left in the morning to change clothes but returned in the evening because we had a dinner date. When I returned, her attitude has noticeably changed. Normally she would wear a dress out but tonight she wore a puffy jumpsuit. Not really a dealbreaker but eh.. oh well. Before leaving she showed me the sheets and it had a stain on them but I didn't process any of it because my mind was just around spending time with here. Dinner was short and muted. I really couldn't my finger on the reason.
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Four days later I get a text saying she wants to break up with me. Wha Wha What? No warning, no explanation, nothing. Just blocked and shelved. Depression feels like an understatement of what I went through for 6 weeks. But life goes on and I kept searching.
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A year passes and I have a bout of prostatitis. I email my doctor, which happens to be at the same hospital my ex worked at and asked for assistance, a care nurse called me back and said "Yup, sounds like prostatitis, but we'll need to run some STD tests to make sure "the medication we give you doesn't conflict if you do have an STD". I was really puzzled by that response but I was said, "Kinda hard to get an STD if you're not having sex but OK. Whatever."
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I go into the clinic to get the lab work done but something is different. Normally a urine and blood test sample is what I've given in the past. This time I've been asked the following:
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Blood Sample
Urine Sample
Oral Swab Sample (from the back of my mouth)
Anal Swab Sample (stick this swap up your anus)
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Wait what? I've never had to do this before but I'm not a doctor and they want to cover their bases. Done. Everything comes back negative and I get my prescription as noted. I didn't think anything of it.
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A match, finally. Another PA interestingly enough. So she's in the process of moving so I offered to help. I'm moving the heavy stuff and she's pointing me where to move them. Then I start to notice my butt is starting to feel
TIFU by changing my lifestyle.
TIFU
THIS HAPPENED LAST NIGHT.
The Long Story:
I'm a doctor, a hospitalist, my group runs the COVID unit and we have been very busy to say the least. We run rapid responses, codes, and perform emergency intubations. Since March 15th, my wife has been working from home, which has been awesome, but we tend to drink and cook delicious food; ALL. THE. TIME. I stopped working our regularly. Maybe I was overworking myself, but I digress. Needless to say I have gained 50 pounds, which is not healthy at all.
My wife has a friend, whom we will call Blair. Blair is what I call good-natured-but-volatile, fun to hang around with, until she isn't. I love and understand her. Blair is turning 40 this year and is not interested in getting married, being very successful in her field. She says she is "sick of going to everyone's wedding" so for her birthday, she is having a fantastic destination celebration in a warm, beachy, climate. We're very excited, and could use a diversion, as we both are exhausted from our jobs.
So my wife and I committed to a healthy lifestyle change to shed these extra unwanted pounds and, of course, to look good on the beach. We're starting off with a web-based clean eating challenge and committing to working out once per day until our trip. I started the day after Christmas by cleansing my colon (64 ounces Gatorade, 23 ounces Miralax). I fasted and only drank spa water. Before going to bed, after the worst was over (and out of my colon), I took a quarter cup of Greek yogurt with lemon and salt. The next day I was back at work and starting my clean eating challenge. I managed to get some cardio in before my shift. I drank the kale smoothie, it was very yummy and I felt healthier already. Snack was carrots and hummus, and a wonderful microgreen salad with asparagus and egg for my late lunch. I was looking forward to a kale and quinoa bowl with chicken for dinner when I got home around 9pm. OMG, the health!
Now its 5:30 pm, I’m in my office, drinking water, being healthy, taking the stairs, and staying on top of everything the patients and hospital needs. It’s been over 36 hours since my prep. I’m feeling invincible. That’s when I go to the bathroom to void. While voiding, I feel some flatus and let it pass. Everything is fine. It’s fine, right? Right!?!?
Narrators voice: It was not fine.
I re-secure my scrub pants and turn to open the door. And that's when I realize, the prep is complete, but all that healthy, whole food, is fast-tracking its way through my colon like the Pfizer vaccine through trials, hurrying its way down my leg. Oh NO!!! I immediately pray to the Hospitalist Gods that the code bell does not go off, nor do I get an emergency page.. They hear my prayers as I hurriedly remove the now soiled scrub bottoms, checking my brand new Christmas compression socks for damage. WHEW! clean. I grab a towel from the rack (the bathroom has a shower), but it doesn't fit my obese waist! I have to use two. Still praying to the Hospitalist Gods, I gingerly sneak out of the bathroom, across the hallway to my office, where there is a bed and extra scrubs, and PRIVACY. Luckily no one witnesses this.
I find the scrub pile. CURSE MY THIN AND FIT COLLEAGUES!!! Only medium scrubs available. usually I manage to squeeze into XXL scrubs, so these medium scrub pants, without underwear, make me look vaguely like a Christmas tree. You can literally see every contour of muscle and other of my tid-bits in these form fitting thin cotton/poly, wear-worn pants. I have to find my size, STAT. Taking the stairs, still praying that my pants don’t split, I head to the COVID unit where I know there is a large stockpile of scrubs. I must pass the nurses station. I’m spotted. The charge nurse laughs and asks if I need better fitting scrubs. But before helping me she calls her colleagues to view this spectacle. I can feel their eyes on me and I hang my head in shame. I can neither confirm nor deny the existence of tik-toks
TIFU by mishearing a girl’s name as Da Meat
This story occurred pre-corona but just came up again the other day so I thought I’d post here.
A few friends and I were at a bar downtown when I struck up a conversation with a random girl about what I was drinking. We started chatting and I asked for her name. Now, the music was blasting so when she told me her name I heard her say, DA MEAT. I even asked her to repeat it, probably four or five times, and even asked if she meant DENISE (or maybe she was Turkish or something?). I did my due diligence. But nope, DA MEAT.
Now when I got back to my friend group, my one friend seemed interested and asked if I got her name. So I told him, and he went over to chat her up. Now with the music being so loud he essentially had to whisper/speak directly into her ear, and of course the first thing he said was “DA MEAT,” thinking it was her name.
So from this girl’s perspective, a strange man came to her and half yelled “the meat” into her ear.
Of course that wasn’t actually her name (what her name really was is lost to the drunken void of that night) but it certainly wasn’t what I thought it was.
From there, drinks were spilled, boys were bounced, and the legend of DA MEAT lives on as a story that gets told at every single gathering where alcohol is involved (so every single one).
TL;DR: misheard a girl’s name and caused me and my friends to get kicked out of a bar.
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TIFU by buying, and losing, handcuffs
Obligatory this didnt happen today, but it happened a couple weeks ago.
So! I'm an adult. I just turned into one and let me tell you its awful liberating. That being said, I'm still in highschool and living with my parents (I dont graduate till May). However, this does, or at least did, not stop me from going to adult shops and doing adult things considering its legal and reasonable now, right?
Recently, my partner and i have been getting into more... Kinky things. We're both generally sexually active/curious. So when i find a pair of fluffy handcuffs at a bargain shop for $3, why wouldnt i try it? Its a nice little gift for my partner and i to try out while we do stuff.
Unfortunately, id never get the chance.
I opened them after i bought them to just try them on, just to see what it was like; they were actually decent, considering it was an amazon backlog product that they just got rid of. After, I tossed them in the backseat of my car without a second thought, excited to try them out with my partner later on.
I cane home a bit later than i had hoped, so i quickly threw my shopping spree items into a bag and carried it all inside. I had some laundry in my car (a jacket i had spilled some icecream on) that is also threw in the bag, and in my rush to wash the jacket and show my mom all my spoils from earliers trip, i managed to lose the handcuffs. You can see the fuckup already.
Initially, i forgot i had bought them; i was focused on a lot more things i already bought. Occasionally it would cross my mind, but i chalked it up to me leaving it in my room somewhere and decided it wouldnt be extremely important to find it.
I really wish i had looked earlier, because as it turns out, my mother would be the one to find it.
About a week after i bought it, she found it, but worse yet, my dad caught a glimpse of it, so they both knew that someone brought a pair of fuzzy cuffs in the house and they had their suspicions.
Lucky me, my awesome sister called me before i went in, and warned me that it had been found, giving me a couple minutes to think of an excuse.
The worst part was confrontation. I sweat for a few minutes, racking my brain for any excuse i could think of when they finally asked. But nothing could prepare me for what was about to happen.
When they asked about it, they were, of course, surprised and slightly apprehensive. I quickly jabbered out an excuse of buying it as a joke, putting it in my cart and not wanting to do the walk of shame to put it back when people were in line behind me. To my shock, they bought it without a hitch; but the catch?
My father triumphantly states: "as your punishment, your mom and i are gonna be using these for their intended purpose!!"
needless to say, I was a little fucking horrified. It was played off as a decent joke but finding those cuffs hanging on their dresser later wasnt very comforting. It was better than getting my ass beat though!
TLDR; I bought kinky handcuffs and my parents found them; dad announces not to come into their room that night and im definitely not getting those cuffs back.
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TIFU by upvoting my own meme with a throwaway account and getting banned from reddit.
So the title pretty much says it. I really wanted to become a famous meme for Christmas so I mistakenly did what I’d do on other social media- upvoted my meme with a bunch of old throwaway accounts. A day later I got a message from Mr. Snoo saying I broke the rules and I’m getting a permanent ban. Now every time I make a new account, within a few hours, it gets banned from doing anything except view other people’s memes. I guess that’s my punishment- watching as other people’s memes become successful while mine rot away in new. Let’s see how long after I post this that the reddit algorithm robots catch me and ban this account too.
TL;DR: I upvoted my own memes with old throwaway accounts and got permanently banned from using reddit.
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TIFU by eating a decade-old pork chop
My parents have a refrigerator in their basement. In the freezer is, er was, a pack of pork chops from Omaha Steaks that were purchased at leased 10, maybe 15 years ago. We just kind of never got around to eating them. They were the only thing in that freezer, and we just kind of left them in there as a joke. We figured hey, they're frozen solid, no harm.
For Christmas this year, my sister bought my dad a bunch of items from Omaha Steaks. Now, I'm in the future also, so I think it's obvious where this is going, but let's all get there together. The new items and the old pork chops are in distinctly different boxes. The pork chop box was the only one of its kind, and was separated from the other items.
For dinner tonight, my dad decided we should cook some of the (new, not decade-old) pork chops he got for Christmas. See in my head, I though Oh wouldn't it be funny if we cooked the old ones but hahaha that would never happen.
Well, I join them in the kitchen for dinner. The pork chops looked fine, but smelled just a little off in a way that I couldn't place and figured must be the seasoning. I cut into, and maybe a little tough but oh it's probably fine. I took a bite and it was just kind of bland, but after I swallowed I knew something was not right. The aftertaste tasted like your grandma's attic smelled, and you know exactly what I mean. I asked my dad if the chops we were eating were the ones that had been on the freezer door. When he confirmed this I yelled for them to immediately spit out whatever was in their mouths.
After we all washed our mouths out, we made ham sandwiches. Still waiting to see if there's any adverse effects.
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TLDR: Took a big ol' bite out of a pork chop that had been chillin' in the freezer for at least 10 years, still waiting to see if I die.
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TIFU by having a really good study session
Just got off the phone with my parents after assuring them that I'm very much not dead.
For some context, I'm an actuarial science major currently studying for my next actuarial exam, which means hours upon hours of practice math problems. My exam date is in a little less than a month, so I'm really feeling the pressure since these puppies are tough tests. I had a bad study day yesterday (my mind was in a funk) so I barely got any study time in, much less any studying of quality. I went to bed resolving to do much better today - and boy did I!
I had the best study day of my life. No exaggeration. Burned through 6 whole units, and a handful of practice quizzes with high marks. I felt more focused than I've been in recent memory and I largely attribute this to putting my phone on silent and chucking it in my desk drawer. Without that distraction I was able to stay on track for much longer than usual, and I started to get optimistic that I could keep this trend up the rest of the month if I just started a habit of keeping my phone away. I had just resolved to repeat this process tomorrow when I got interrupted by a knock on my door.
I'm living in my university's dorms over break because it's a good study environment, what with it being so empty and quiet over the holidays. The school makes a couple RA's stay over break too just in case there's situations with whatever students stay behind, and they keep a cell phone you can call in case of emergency. Well, seeing as my phone was put away and unchecked since about 8 am, I hadn't responded to a single text, call, or snap, so my parents resorted to calling my RA when they didn't hear from me.
They assumed I was fucking dead.
I answered the door to my RA shaking in his boots because he expected the worst since my parents sounded extremely panicked explaining the situation over the phone. I explained to him I was perfectly fine, not in distress, just studying hard. Of course, when I pulled my phone out of the drawer I had 10 missed calls, about two dozen texts, and even an email - my mom resorted to sending me an email with the subject line "PLEASE CALL ME!!!" I had to sheepishly explain to my parents (who were about ready to hop in the car and drive the 2 hours to come to my dorm) that I wasn't in the middle of a nervous breakdown but instead just had my phone in my desk.
My mom has since calmed down but I still feel incredibly stupid for making multiple people think I was dead/potentially dying. I was just doing math!
TLDR; I put my phone on silent and in a drawer so I could focus on doing math all day, parents assumed I killed myself and called a wellness check on me.
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TIFU by ruining my ability to taste
I am one of the thousands of people who are quarantining because I was exposed. My roommate has tested positive and I am completely asymptomatic. I decided it was best to quarantine in my room on the off chance I am magically haven’t caught it from my roommate.So for now I am watching for any signs or symptoms but I have not exhibited any.
Today I decided I wanted some tea. So I walked to the kitchen, boiled some water,and poured it into my Hydro flask so I didn’t have to go out to the kitchen as often to get hot water. For those of you who don’t know a Hydro flask is a very insulated water bottle for hot drinks. I threw some tea bags into it and went back to my room. I placed it next to my bed and watched Netflix but I fell asleep for a few hours. When I woke up I grabbed the Hydro flask and took a big gulp. This was my fuck up. I effectively burned my entire mouth. Set now I am trying to eat dinner but I can’t taste anything, not because of Covid but because I’m a fucking idiot.
TL;DR: I’m quarantining and watching for symptoms. I made tea and put it in my hydro flask and when I woke up from a nap it was still boiling hot and I burned my entire mouth. Now I can’t taste because I’m stupid.
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TIFU. I gave my wife a crappy day.
"TIFU" This happened today. I am a over the road truck driver and subsequently have missed many holidays at home because I'm on the road 2-3 weeks at a time. Not this year, I got home the afternoon before Christmas Eve and have enjoyed being home with my wife and daughter.
This morning I had to get on the road again, alarm set for 5:00 am. Our old dog decided he needed to go potty at 4:00 am. Let him out and continue to pack and get ready in a slightly zombie esque state. Kissed my sleeping wife and daughter and left.
On the way out I smelt a dog poo aroma, and figured our old dog had let some gas out before I let him out. I was so wrong...
About 4 hours later my wife calls wondering where our daughters bike was. I told her it is probably in the back of my pickup after picking them up from bike riding yesterday before dinner. She responded with yelling "Okay, G*dammit" and hung up.
I texted her half hour later when I stopped for fuel. Also because I know better than to call back in that situation immediately, (being married for 17 years you learn some things) " It was an accident, I didn't mean to forget and apparently ruin ur day. Sorry"
Her response was " No I’m mad because I stepped in dog shit and I didn’t realize it and I tracked it over the whole fucking basement"
Apparently in my zombie half asleep state, I had completely missed stepping in a giant pile of poop that one of our dogs had left in the basement. I feel horrible because I'm gone for at least two weeks, but when I called her we couldn't stop laughing.
TLDR: I missed stepping in a shit show by being half asleep, and wife got right in the middle of it wide awake.
Edit 1: spelling.
Edit: Words I forgot as I'm going to sleep in Iowa after driving all day.
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TIFU by having the munchies on christmas.
So like half the posts here, this wasn’t today but it was recent.
So it’s Christmas night, i’d say around 11’o’clock.
I was getting super hungry and needed something to snack on. Most convenient stores are closed except for a little UDF on a corner 6 mins from my house. I drive there and sure enough it’s open. Upon walking in I was greeted by this big tall spooky looking gentleman who works there. I instantly walk to the chip isle and browse. I decided to go with my favorite late night snack. Chips & salsa. So as I was walking to get drinks when my friend calls my phone, i’m not an asshole so I answer it. The call was brief but after ending it I go to put my phone back in my pocket. This is when the fuck up happens. I have 5+ items in my hand after grabbing random snacks along the way. As I’m walking struggling to hold this all I feel something slip.
The fucking salsa.
That shit hit the ground with the forces of 10000 elephant cocks slamming the ground. It. went. everywhere. It was so bad, salsa on the walls of isle, the floor, me, everything was covered. This is when i’m like fuckkkkk, I gotta go speak to the tall ass employee. I walk up to him & im like “Yo man I fucked up.” and just point to the salsa. I helped him clean it up and shit but holy shit it was SO BAD. Thanks for reading let me know if you’ve ever spilled something like that.
TL;DR - I was hungry for a late night snack, drove to store to get salsa & shattered the whole thing on the ground. It was messy.
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TIFU by kidnapping a dog
So this happened earlier today on my way to work.
I have to walk through a suburbian-area near a park when suddenly a small dog, no leash, no collar, no nothing crosses my path.
I stop, I look around but there is not one person to be seen anywhere. So I shout "Hello?" - no answer. Poor dog must have run away, I presume. Having a dog myself (of whom I'm surprised he hasn't run away yet) I know I would be devastated if he did indeed run away one day.
So I did, or tried atleast, to do what I would expect any caring person to do for my dog as well. I lure the dog to come closer, give him a few pets and try to pick him up. Dog starts to struggle but I'm thinking "oh no, he will never be returned to his owner when he gets away, I must catch him!" So I try to grab him by the hind legs, which in retrospect sounds awful... And the dog probably thinks the same and starts to whine and bark
At this moment I hear a person shout "HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? GET AWAY FROM MY DOG!" Flabberghasted, I let go of the dog which runs away from me, terrified. Rightly so. The person sat in his backyard and let his dog go about next to the street alone, which is VERY uncommon where I'm from.
I mumble "Oh sorry, I thought he was lost" and scurry away red as a tomato. I cringe so hard thinking about this, I hope he heard my mumbles and doesn't think I'm some kind of psycho collecting pets for sacrifices or something.
Tl;dr Thought a lonesome dog ran away, tried to pick him up violently and got shouted at by the owner who sat in his backyard, letting his dog go about by himself
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